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An American cheese snatcher (Rousse)

At last our obnoxious American visitor was leaving the country – but why were members of my family wrapping up all our spare cheese as a farewell gift for her? I was going to use it in my cooking.

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Dr Who companion travels back in time in vain attempt to stop Brexit (Rousse)

I travelled back in time, unseasonably dressed in furs, to a country fair on a warm summer’s day in 2010. I found the yellow and white striped stand at which I was to deliver my message. I leant over the … Continue reading

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Checking for Czechs (Rousse)

I tried walking home along country lanes at night time, but this proved too dangerous. Even in flashing trainers it soon became obvious that drivers could not see me, and that I was risking my life. I changed my plan … Continue reading

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An unusual source of gift wrap (Rousse)

I cycled the country lanes, picking up rolls of wrapping paper along the way.

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Stilt-cycling on a tandem (Rousse)

At the end of our tandem ride along the busy country lane TPR finally confessed the reason why the bike was so unsteady: he’d taken up cycling on stilts.

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Bad manners at Loughborough University graduation ceremony, and countryside iPhone thieves (Rousse)

Dressed in a pale green, silk-cotton mix, short-sleeved summer tunic, SC criticised me for drinking Diet Coke, the pattern that my food left on my plate half way through a meal, and eating in front of her. I considered her … Continue reading

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A dangerous level crossing (Rousse)

My sister almost ended up with all she ever wanted with a house in the countryside, two daughters (adopted), and a couple of ponies. However, the house was right next to a railway line and level crossing. This was a … Continue reading

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Reasons not to move to the country (Rousse)

The front door of our flat was boarded up, and through the windows you could just see that all our belongings had been removed. So it was true. We were moving out of town into an old farm house, the … Continue reading

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Tight black underwear and the most unpopular woman north of Aberdeen (Rousse)

TPR and I bought an enormous country pile just north of Aberdeen. Granted it was right next to a massive housing scheme (thanks to my mother for pointing this out), but it would make a fantastic venue for our forthcoming … Continue reading

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Trapped without shoes in a country house hotel (Rousse)

I returned from test-driving the tandem and followed TPR into the posh hotel dining room. We felt somewhat embarrassed eating there, especially since I was unshod. After the meal TPR returned to our (more modest) accommodation a couple of streets … Continue reading

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